My Calendar Men Boxed Set (15 page)

“Do you know your voice gets all sweet like honey when you’re flustered?” Steven murmured, looking at her lips. “That thing Dr. Tavish calls Southern charm, prim and proper belle is quite a turn on.”

“You’ve discussed me with Tavish?” she asked, outraged. “Great, the whole hospital will know I’ve been kissing you in the closet.”

He chuckled. “No, when I first got here I asked him about your accent. He told me you could charm the skin of a snake or make a person feel like they were flogged with that voice. I happen to agree. I’ve wanted you for that long.”

“You’ve been here for two years. You’re saying you wanted me but never made a move until now?” Cierra pointed out.

“I like a slow chase,” Steven said

“I didn’t know I was being chased.”

“Which means my plan worked perfectly because now you are caught.”

With a deft movement, he lifted her hands and pinned them over her head.  He pressed his body closer and kissed her again, taking his time until she moaned under his onslaught. That one action caused heat to flood between her legs.

She pulled away again. “No, wait.”

“Love, if you keep breaking off the kiss, we can’t have an effective foreplay,” Steven said.

“Granted this is all very stimulating, but where does this lead?”  she asked.

“My end game is for both of us to simultaneously climax…”

“If you want a quick romp in the hay, you’re looking in the wrong direction,” she snapped, and began to struggle. Steven let her hands go and she placed them on her hips. “Let me out and maybe you can catch another fly in your closet web.”

He chuckled. “You are fiery. No, Cierra, that is not my intention,” Steven replied. “Come out with me to see the fireworks tomorrow.”

“That will be a no. Heat, crowds and Manhattan for Independence Day is a no for me.”

“Not the way I planned it. Come on, love. Meet me at the seaport at two in the afternoon and I guarantee you will like what I have planned. If not, you can still get home before the crowds.”  He kissed her gently. “Please.”

The way he said it was so disarming she felt her resolve fade away. “Okay, as long as you know I am not the booty call nurse.”

“But I do so love your booty.” With his accent, the way he said booty made her want to laugh.

She stifled the smile that was trying break free and said in a warning voice, “Steven Kendrick…”

“I see you as way more than just a warm body, Cierra. If I wanted that, I could have made a move a long time ago,” he said. “I want to know you outside these hospital walls, even though right now I can only think about kissing you.”

Cierra placed her hands over her head and he secured them once more. “Well, then since we’ve got that all cleared up, let the foreplay begin.”

He grinned before lowering his head to hers, and she succumbed to his wild kiss. She wrapped her hands around his waist and could feel the ridges of his muscles easily under the thin scrubs. Unable to resist, she slipped her hand beneath his shirt and touched his skin. He moaned and pulled away roughly to take the blue medical shirt off. He grabbed the hem of hers and whipped it off as well.  She deftly unhooked her bra and let it drop to the ground.

“Bloody hell, you are magnificent,” he said roughly, and pulled her to him.

Cierra gasped as skin met skin before he continued the onslaught on her mouth. This was what she dreamed of and, by far, reality was way better than anything she fantasized.  His lips trailed from her mouth to her neck. He lifted her breasts to his mouth so he could lick and suck at her nipples. She bit her lips so her soft cry wouldn’t be heard outside the door. His mouth at her breasts built the ache inside her.

“Can I make you come?” he asked softly.

“Right here, now?” she asked breathlessly.

“I can’t wait any longer to see how your body would react to my touch. Tomorrow seems like a lifetime away.”

“I don’t know if I can be quiet,” she whispered.

“Love, I’ll make sure that no one hears you,” he whispered.

He cupped her breasts once more and she closed her eyes as pleasure filled her.  She wished with all her might that a new emergency didn’t come into the hospital right then.  She would be embarrassed rushing out of a storage closet trying to fix her clothes with a doctor in tow. More than that, she ached to feel him, to see exactly what he was offering now and tomorrow when they went out officially.

His lips were at her breasts again, sucking the nipple deep into his mouth. Her mind went to all the dirty things she’s fantasized about him, about being tied up or even spanked by his marvelous hands. Those same hands were now sliding down her stomach and into her pants.

Steven’s lips were back on hers once more while his nimble fingers worked the draw string at her scrubs so he could have better access to her. Cierra reached around his hands and grabbed his crotch through his own pants. She could tell he was hard and thick and she wanted him all the more.  He sucked on her tongue as his fingers delved between the folds of her pussy.

“Oh, you’re already so wet,” he muttered against her mouth. “God, I wish I could taste you.”

Her hips rose instinctively to send his fingers lower. She wanted them inside her. He kissed and nibbled the sensitive area of her neck and she leaned against his shoulder to give him access. Steven rubbed her clit until she wanted to cry out. Instead, she turned her head and bit his neck and he shuddered.  He sank his finger into her and she pressed her head against his shoulder to muffle her cry. Another digit followed the first and began to fuck her hard with his hand until her head fell back in pleasure. He way he did it was unlike anything she’d ever felt. His palm was rubbing against her clit and she could hear her wetness with each penetration of his fingers. Her release built inside her to levels she hadn’t thought were possible.

“I’m not a quiet lover. I can’t help it. Oh Steven, I’m going to come.” She gasped.

“Oh yes, love, come for me hard.”

He kissed her to muffle the sound of her cries as she bucked in his arms. He didn’t stop his hand’s movements until he had brought her to a second peak and she leaned weakly against the wall in the closet.

“Oh, that was exquisite.” His voice was rough with desire.

“For me it was. You got no, um, relief,” Cierra said breathlessly.

He slid his arms around her neck and kissed her hard. “Trust me, love, my time is coming. Now, let’s get you cleaned up.”

Luckily, there were stacks of folded scrubs in the closet and with a quick change, she only looked slightly ruffled. She peeked out of the closet to make sure that no one was around before slipping out. Her route was directly to the nurses station where she could sit. Her legs still felt weak from her naughty behavior in the closet with Steven.

“You were gone for a long time. Did you head down to the cafeteria to grab something to eat?” the nurse at the computer asked without looking up from the screen.

Shoot, food.
In the midst of her passion, she had forgotten about eating. So, she lied. “Yeah, a quick bite and here I am.”

“Well, do your rounds and update any meds and then you can change out shifts,” the head nurse said.

“Great, thanks.” Cierra smiled and got up to do her last walk through and make sure any patients who had to be admitted to the ward had already gone up.

Steven, well, Dr. Kendrick on the job, passed her and their shoulders touched. “I love the way you come, by the way. See you tomorrow.”

She couldn’t help the grin that crossed her face at his comment.  The smile was plastered on her face as she did her duties and then clocked out for the day. Independence Day was looking up. She’d be with Steven and who knew what pleasure she would receive.

* * * *

She rolled and stretched as sunlight came through the window of her bedroom. She looked at the time and her eyes widened. It was after twelve and she had to be the at the South Sea Port at two. Cierra made a little squeak and rolled out of bed, blaming Steven for her over sleeping.
Making a girl come like that for the first time in over year
. Even as she grumbled in her head, she felt surprisingly happy. Having Steven giving her pleasure was far better than taking care of her own needs. Her last boyfriend sucked—literally. He had been gay and she found him one night on a date with another guy when she and a few friends had gone out. She’d kept to herself after that incident. But she should have known a guy who spent more time in the mirror than her had some kind of issue.  Being a pricey, high class lawyer, she thought it was because he wanted to look good.

Cierra grabbed a pink sundress and threw it on the bed. She rushed into the bathroom and took a shower before coming out to curl her hair. She felt bouncy and wanted her hair to look the same instead of the usual efficient ponytail. With her dress on, she found pink slip on heels and grabbed her oversized purse. She locked up her apartment and took the elevator downstairs.

The heat hit her full force when she stepped out of her apartment building. She decided right then and there to take a cab. Braving the subway and the crowds, she would be a hot, sweaty mess by the time she met up with Steven. So she walked down the block and hailed a yellow cab from the throngs in the street. Traffic moved slowly and she was fifteen minutes late arriving to their meeting spot. Steven looked handsome in a crisp white shirt and cargo shorts. He was wearing sunglasses and his hands were in his pocket as he waited next to the gelato stand.

“You look cool and collected in this heat,” she commented as she walked up. “Sorry, traffic was horrible.”

“And you look good enough to eat.” He pulled her into his arms. “How about a proper greeting, love?” He didn’t wait for her to answer before taking her lips in a swift kiss that made her tingle down to the tips of her toes. He pulled away and licked his lips as if he was savoring her taste.

“Now that’s a hello,” he murmured.

“I’ll say.” She smiled up at him. “Where are we going? Battery Park, or grabbing a set of chairs and sitting in the shade until the light show?”

He took her hand and led her down to where a set of boats were moored. “Neither, we’re taking a few steps over here, and voila.” He showed her a pristine white boat bobbing in the water with the sun glinting off its metal rails.

She turned and looked at him in amazement. “You rented a boat? This thing is massive!”

“More like borrowed. I have a friend who said I could use it for the day.” He helped her up the gangplank and on deck. “Do you like it? There is no better way to watch the fireworks than on the water with a cool breeze and away from the crowds. Did I mention that below is air conditioned?”

“I think I love you,” Cierra laughed.

“I’m hoping,” he murmured.

Somehow, it didn’t seem like he was kidding when he said it. He went to the wheelhouse and piloted the boat carefully from its position in the deck. She put on her sunglasses as the wind began to whip past the boat. It seemed that Steven was not the only one with the idea of spending the day on the water. Other boats were leaving the docks and heading out on to the river.  She knew they would have to be a ways out on the water. The NYPD cutters wouldn’t allow anyone too close for fear of a potential accident with the fireworks.

When Steven cut the engine to the sleek machine, he pressed a button and she heard the metal chain as he dropped the anchor.

He came down to where she sat and held out his hand. “How about joining me below deck?”

“I’d love to.”

Cierra took his hand and followed him into a roomy cabin. The bed was made with blue silk sheets and a comforter. On the bedside table was a plate of fruit, cheeses, and a bottle of wine chilling in a silver bucket.

“Well, aren’t you the charmer. Is this how you’re going to get into my panties?” She turned to face him while kicking off her shoes and climbing on the bed.

Steven laughed. “Well, since I’ve already got into your knickers, that isn’t a problem. I thought you might be hungry. There’s also salad with grilled lump crab and lobster with a light vinaigrette dressing, and corn dogs for later. Oh, and an apple pie.”

Cierra burst out laughing. “Corn dogs?”

“I thought I should get an authentic American food to commemorate the holiday,” he replied casually. He walked over and took the wine from the bucket, poured them two glasses, and handed her one.

“Okay, next time, get me a burger. I ate enough corn dogs in Merry when I was growing up to last me a lifetime.”  She smiled and took a sip of from her glass. “This is really good.”

“I’m glad you like it. It’s from my vineyard in the English country side.” He sat down next to her.

She sputtered. “You own a vineyard? Why the hell are you working in an American ER?”

“Because I like doing new things and I love being a doctor. Can you see me as a rich, uppity person sitting in my leisure robe and drinking sherry?”

“No, but if you ever want to whisk me away for a weekend of bliss, feel free to do so.”

He leaned over and kissed her neck, making her shiver. “You can bet on it, love.”

Cierra drained her wine glass, put it on the floor next to the bed, and slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. “I think we have some time before the fireworks start. How about we make our own right here?”

“I agree whole heartedly.”

His voice had taken a rough edge as he watched her slip the rest down her body and kick it off when it got to her toes.  Her lacy black panties were next and a groan emanated from his throat. He  stood to remove his own clothes. Cierra wanted to tease him to make his cock so hard that he ached to have her.  She lay back against the bed and parted her legs before slowly running her hands down the length of her body.  His gaze was hungry as he followed the trail of her fingers across her breasts before she squeezed the nipples, making them hard.

“Touch yourself. I want to see you get wet,” he said.

He was completely naked; each muscle on his body was toned and his cock was already hard. Just looking at him made her mouth water and she had no problem using him as a visual while she did as he asked. Her fingers slid across the smooth, shaved expanse of her pussy before spreading the soft flesh for him to see. He sucked in a breath and she grazed her finger across  her clit.